Chen Ping hovered at the edge of the lava pit, his face as pale as paper and his body swaying slightly.
He raised a hand and gestured. The Bone Dragon in the half-plane hurriedly withdrew its head from the Gate of Heaven, and the gate high in the sky finally began to close slowly.
The next moment, Yan Feng's enormous Bone Dragon body trembled. Then its bones, already pushed to their limits, shattered with a crash, like a towering building of earth weakened by damp collapsing in an instant.
Inside the Bone Dragon's skull, the undead flame, which had already turned a ghastly green, quivered twice before crumbling away along with its disintegrating body.
At their peak, these Bone Dragons in Chen Ping's Undead Demiplane could hold off Ma Xiaotao in her berserk, Titled Douluo state even with their attributes suppressed.
Back then, the ones holding Ma Xiaotao off had merely been three Frostbone Dragons with both ice and light attributes. One could well imagine how formidable the true strength of the Radiant Flame Bone Dragon fighting now was.
His soul scattered and his spirit extinguished-that was Yan Feng's final fate.
Chen Ping had not even given Yan Feng a chance to open his mouth and beg for mercy.
Chen Ping had ordered that Radiant Flame Bone Dragon in the Undead Demiplane to begin preparing this breath of dragon flame back when he was walking from the hotel to the tournament venue. His requirement was that it kill its target in a single strike.
Against Yan Feng, an opponent whom Huo Yuhao had needed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill and the combined strength of the entire Tang Sect team to defeat in the original story, Chen Ping had raised the level of his hospitality straight to what he had offered